Remember Alberto Gonzales last year, and the year before that? Remember how cocky he was? How defiant, how condescending, how---well,frankly---snotty?
This is the man who scoffed at the convention of Geneva. This is the man who told Congress (a Republican Congress at that) to send up the issues they wanted to discuss,and the White House would let them know which ones they wanted to discuss with you. This is the man who prepared the clemency decisions for one hundred and fifty nine death row appellants in Texas, a state that screws poor defendants unlike anything since a debtors prison. How many poor people of color had their last wisp of hope stepped on by an ass kissing flunky whizzing the papers past the Governor?
Gonzales became so accustomed to lying that when he said he could barely spell U.S. Attorney, let alone fire one, his most recently fired aide said "not so fast,Papi". He knew of them, he was briefed on them, and he signed off of them. Now, in my world, that deal where you lie to Congress while under oath is perjury. That's why Bush doesn't want Rove testifying under oath in public. On the other hand, why worry? Do you think Rove wouldn't lie to save his own ass? He'll start babbling that he just escaped kidnappers who had replaced him with his evil twin. Could an evil man dance like I did last night, he queried? Got ya! Only an evil man would bring that moment up, damn you Karl!
Friday, March 30, 2007
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